Not at Viennese Opera but some showstopper each other they found. it seemed just few steps before happiness-- alright? they longed in this realm to frolic like kids and sing until dawn but that drunken court, like thief in the morn, they souls had stolen and i'm not duke of Kent just man of the land Not at Viennese Opera but some showstopper each other they found. and sweet sparkling wines in bar 'The Last Chance' their arms quickly bound. and what is their fault? with their hunch-backed lot in secret they met. so what was their fault? how did patches mold on such happy fate? and i'm not duke of Kent just man of the land
